And I knew that with the news of your … you know. I didn’t want to lose out on a chance of us giving THIS a shot.” She said while pointing back ...and forth to each other.“I always liked you too.”“But i’m also not ready to have k**s. Thus the condom.”“OK.” I said. She seemed pretty nervous. I was nervous too, so I kinda understood. “So do you want to put it on or should I?” She said breaking the silence.“Oh uh, I’ll put it on.” I took the condom and started to open it. Just as I started to open it. . that pivotal moment where a straight guy crosses the line.This could be my story.But I wasn't that brave nor was I about to risk my professional relationship with a colleague, a colleague much younger than me.He asked, "Want another drink?" Definitely," I agreed, handing him my empty glass, all the while trying, but failing, not to stare at his cock.He walked away, seemingly oblivious to the impact he was having on me as my cock again hardened under the water.When he returned a couple of. It was a strapless dress, but was in no danger of falling down because it was so tight on my slim body.The bar had a three-person deep line to get to the front. I gave a few sly grins to guys next to me and they let me maneuver in front of them. People were packed together, so I had to press against them which was my own way of saying thank you.I leaned over the edge of the bar and waited for my turn to order. The men behind me received a pleasant view as well as those along the edge of the bar. I noticed goosebumps on her body a few times. One fine day I decided to take things forward and see where things go. So we both had our office bags kept on our laps. We usually used to talk, but this time she was busy on the phone.So I gently started touching her bare hand with my fingers. I did not utter a single word. The person in the back seat, along with us, was on the phone with someone. I touched her hand a bit harder and tried to see if she makes any rejection. But she didn’t say.